THE TROTTING DEAD - Book Two

Chapter 11: All That Remains

"You... you know Broken...?" I say stunned.

Holy shit... I... I fucking found him... oh my god I found him...

"Where is he?!" I say, sounding excited and impatient.

"Calm down kid." The stranger says. "He's around here somewhere. Not far." He puffs his cigarette.

"For the past two months I have been trying to find him. Now. Where is he?" I say.

I'm not in the mood for this. If he's here tell me where the fuck he is.

"Like I said. He's around. Now, can you tell me why you've been tracking him down?" He says.

I look at him untrustingly.

"He's my best friend." I tell him.

Though that's not wrong... I view him as more than a friend.

"The ponies I traveled with are his friends too." I say. "I want to bring him back."

"Who says he wants to go with you?" He says to me, puffing at his cancer stick.

What is this asshole getting at? Is he seriously telling me that... he might not even come with me? No. No no no no no. He's lying... he has to be.

"I've been looking for him for two MONTHS." I say to him.

"Yeah well, I've been traveling with him for two months." He says to me back.

"Well I've been through a lot more with him than you have in two months." I argue.

"And your point is?" He says cockily.

"My point is that-" I try to say before getting interrupted.

"Gentlecolts, please. There's no reason to argue." I hear a familiar voice say.

I look at the door of the saloon and I see a familiar looking stallion. He has a gray coat, black and red mane and tail, red eyes that look like they belong to a dragon and teeth sharp as knives, he was also just a bit bigger than Big Mac.

"Longtime no see, Ash." He says to me. "You look like hell."

I couldn't speak, all I could do is look at him. I found him. I actually found him.

"B-Broken...?" I say, astonished. "You ARE alive..." I turn to him.

All I can do at this point is just hug him and tear up slightly.

"I've been looking for you for months..." I say to him, some of my tears get in his coat. "Sorry..." I wipe the tear water off his coat. He hugs me back.

"So it turns out Mr. Badass over here is a crybaby?" The strange stallion says, taking a puff.

I turn around, getting my pistol out of my holster, but by the time I face him he has a shotgun pointed right at my face.

"BoulderBlitz! That's enough!" BrokenFlare yells. "That goes for you too Ash. There's no need for violence."

We still aim at each other for a second before we put our guns away.

I turn to Broken.

"It's... so great to see you again... for a bit I almost thought you were dead..." I say.

"Yeah well... I've been a few places. Saved some lives. Cleared towns." He says.

"Cleared towns?" I say, confused.

"Yeah." He takes out his sword. "This has been my weapon since the start." He points at BoulderBlitz. "I met him when this started and well... we've been traveling ever since." He looks at me. "Boulder, could we have a minute?"